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” “On the contrary,” Anna whispered quietly, “we met in a small boarding-house where I was stopping. “He has a stubbly yellow moustache, weak eyes, and great horrid hands. But don’t run away with the idea that I’m hanging out for a wife at last, because I’m not. But he had shown no desire for information, no curiosity.
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